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master p - you know i'm a hoe lyrics

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i’m ready
ay yo p, what’s crackin’ n-gg-?
i’m tryin’ to get my roll on cube
so where we headed?
the player’s club fool you ’bout it?

i’m ’bout it n-gg-, i heard it was hoes at the player’s club
oh yeah, like that big booty girl that you know
yo’ boy was tryin’ to holler at her, uh, she be out there too
oh yeah, yeah, let’s go get our b-mp on, you ready?

now which one of y’all freaks wanna get down
with the biggest n-gg- in town, the world renowned
you can meet me downtown in the lobby
walkin’ past n-gg-s that’s dry as the mojave

step into the elevator, push the penthouse
smell the smoke in the hall we gettin’ bent out
we just sent out for room service
why you actin’ cool when yo’ cousin lookin’ nervous?

bullsh-t conversation ’bout yo’ occupation
here we go with this mandantory time wastin’
my n-gg- master p is in suite 23 doin’ h-lla sh-t
to ya relative

in the ghetto we turnin’ fine hoes into petals
hands on our metals, never have to fetch hoes
they come runnin’ with they fans and they best clothes

to get stuck by the n-gg- with the million bucks
i won’t lie and say i had a million f-cks
i tell you what ’cause i get ’em then i share ’em
i get my ham f-cked up then i [incomprehensible] ’em

’cause i’m a hoe, you know i’m a hoe
i f-ck three different b-tches after every show
’cause i’m a hoe, you know i’m a hoe
how do you know because i told ya so

if it don’t make dollars then it don’t make sense
cube & master p goin’ half on a wench
i ain’t whodini, i’m the n-gg- with the beanie
’bout to hit the player club lookin’ for a genie

36-24-36, a hoochie with a big b-tt and some t-ts
she gotta be rowdy, i mean be ’bout it
share the nana with my boys or ya outtie

my el do ride up with the 20 inch wheel
wood grain in the slamp for the s-x appeal
got ’em b-mpin’, jumpin’, sayin’ somethin’
how ya do dat there the hoes keep comin’?

there dey go, there dey go, there dey go
no matter how much ya give ’em
they gon’ want some more

so i’m a ho, you know i’m a ho
make ’em say ‘ungh’ then i let them go
see i’m a ho, you know i’m a ho
make ’em say ‘ungh’ then i let them go
see he’s a ho, you know he’s a ho
how do ya know ’cause i told ya so

westside hoes say ‘ungh’
down south hoes say ‘ungh’
east coast hoes say ‘ungh’
midwest hoes say ‘ungh’

you’s a ho, you know you’s a ho
how do we know because yo p-ssy is sore
a diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, d-ck one
a diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, d-ck two
a diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, d-ck one
a diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, diggi, d-ck two

ay yo p man lot of hoes i see you with
man, i know you’s a ho
sh-t n-gg- you the ho n-gg-, all the b-tches i
done seen you with

naw man homey, you the biggest ho in town homey
n-gg-, but when i say ho though cube you know i
that didn’t mean nuthin’ bad it just mean that you got a lot of hoes

that’s real, so probably when yo’ son grow up, he gon’ be a ho
when my son grow up he gon’ be a ho
but ho mean good though, fa sho’, yeah, n-gg-

my f-ckin’ grandchildren probably gon’ be hoes, d-mn
that mean my great, great, great, great, grandchildren
gon’ have b-tches and they gon’ have hoes, fa sho

they probably gon’ be hoes, they n-gg-s gon’ be hoes
and oh i don’t know how it go but uhh what the b-tches
gon’ be then if the n-gg-s gon’ be hoes?

hoettes, b-tches, hoes, n-gg-, oh okay
well, what hoes you talkin’ ’bout?
don’t make me call yo baby, mama
don’t make me call yo baby, mama
chill out, chill out n-gg-, chill out

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